I’ve observed that many crossdressers and transgender women recognize their gender identity at a young age. For some, it’s an early realization, while for others, it unfolds later in life.
I’m curious about your experience…
When did you first realize you were female or had a feminine side? Was this something you felt as a child, or did it develop over time?
I’d love to hear your story! Feel free share your thoughts in the comments below!
Love,
Lucille
When I was five years old I started reaching for the makeup, the dresses, and the feminine shoes. Now, nine years later, I play dress up with my mother’s dresses, casual clothes, and shoes, and makeup. I feel odd about not being transgender, but the fact that I still am in a Disney princess faze.
I will watch the girls at my school and secretly wish that I could be a cheerleader, or a majorette, or just wear skirts, dresses, long hair, bras, paint my nails, have my hair done, and have my girls over.
I want one thing in life, and that is to cheer in a skirt, tank, and have my hair in a bow.
My only regret about being transgender is missing out on the pink blanket as a baby, shopping with my mom, learning how to put on makeup from my mom, so that’s my story, sorry it’s so long I needed to say that.
I knew when I was 10. I would wear my sisters bra,pantys,garrterbelt,stockings and skirts. I just knew and it felt right. I feel the same today.
I was about five years old, and I reached for the make up for a concert, and didn’t find it. I wish I had found it so I could have come out before I knew what transgender meant, or before I knew what is thought of transgender people by certain people.
I knew when I was 6 -7 when my Mother took me to my sister’s ballet lessons. I had to sit and pretend to be bored. In fact I desperately wanted to be in the class with all the other girls in white tights and black leotard and ballet slippers. I would put on their ballet outfits, tutu skirts and ballet slipper and secretly practiced the lessons I had watched so carefully. That was the beginning of my life’s journey into the feminine. I feel so blessed to be transgender. I know that life as a girl and now as a woman is wonderful and so so much better than the alternative.
I was 7. My Mom was a singer and so beautiful. She still is today. I would watch her in AWE when she put on her make-up. When she left, I would rush to her closet and put on my Fav top and bracelets she didn’t wear that night and wear them to bed. I covered it up thru the years playing sports to a high level. Have an amazing son and beautiful Fiance’. So for me, it is hard. But, it’s not all about me. I can support this beautiful Gender and, I will. I can take the kindness with me. Love you Lucille…..xo
Growing up I knew I was different from all the other boys. It wasn’t until I was in my early teens that I knew why I was different. My friends have always been girls, I remember always wanting to play dress-up with my friends as a little kid, and I preferred doing girl things. I was maybe 11 when I wore a dress out of the house and it was to school… Halloween…. perfect day to get away with it, so I thought. I was excited to go to school wearing my cute red dress, but by the end of the day I was devastated by the teasing of the other kids. I stayed closeted from my teen years, all through college, and up until I was in my 30s. Yes… I was miserable with my life until I decided to make the decision to finally live my life the way I was meant to and start my transition and so far everything has been fantastic.
I was about 4 or 5 years old. I was always playing dress up in my Mothers clothes and heels. I never stopped dressing up in Mom’s clothes either. She would help me choose the right clothes and heels and taught me how to apply my make up. I dressed mostly like a tom boy till high school when Mom started buying me girls slacks and tops except for dates and other special times I got to wear dresses and heels. I was wonderful.
I knew when I first started school when I was always relating to and spending time with the girls in my class when I knew for sure is when in my high school my teacher brought in her female clothes in for us to put on a fake fashion show and since I was the volunteer model for our group and everything else was taken I was left wearing a floral dress and that is the main point when I discovered that this was truly me
I knew I was a female at the age of 7, but could not come out until later in life. When I tried my mother would throw my girl clothes away then discipline me for wearing girl clothes, saying that I was a boy not a girl.